The cultivators around the stage were all staring at the dust in shock, while the cultivators around Zhou Qing were also affected, and were forced a step back.
Lan Zuoyi knew how powerful Mu Tianling was, but he never expected that this strike of his, "Ten Thousand Swords of the Heaven Dance", would actually be so powerful.
He thought to himself, 'Even if I had to endure such a sword blow, would I be able to?' No!
"Heavenly Spirit …" Lan Zuoyi's eyes emitted a faint light as he looked at Mu Tianling. At this time, Mu Tianling was just a light that could never be hidden, so bright that even in the darkness, he could still find Mu Tianling's light.
Mu Tianling was destined to be different from the masses, destined to become the strong ones on this continent.
With a whoosh, Tian Xingjian stood up from his seat and looked at the scene on the stage.
This scene caused the eyes of those experts on the platform to be filled with an intense light, as well as their hearts.
The corners of the Great Elder's mouth twitched as he said, "The heavens …" "Genius, what a genius …"
"I don't think he's a genius, but a freak!" Zhang Xinmin immediately retorted. This was no longer a genius to describe, this was a complete freak, a complete freak.
A Phantom Master's Seven Stars and a Sword Saint were actually able to unleash such an attack that was comparable to a Heaven Stage Initial Phase existence.
This was already considered a heaven-defying existence. If it wasn't a freak, then what was it?
After an unknown period of time, the dust gradually dispersed and the arena gradually became clear.
He looked at the two figures lying on the ground, as well as the half-crouching old man. He could vaguely see them, and there were also three spirit beasts half crawling on the ground.
The old man held onto his own shoulder, and slowly stood up. He looked at Mu Tianling, and frowned slightly, "Hiss …"
Zhou Qing and the other middle-aged man also slowly climbed up from below the spirit beast.
However, their clothes were tattered and they had quite a few wounds on their bodies. However, they were not deep, and they were not serious.
The old man looked at Mu Tianling in anger. He had lived for so long, yet he had actually lost to a fifteen year old boy.
"Mu Tianling, take one of our attacks!" The old man retreated back to Zhou Qing and the rest and shouted.
The three of them simultaneously raised their hands, and the three spirit beasts began to gather their spirit energy at the same time.
Jiu Tian immediately stood up, "Tianling, be careful!"
Lan Zuoyi stopped Jiu Tian from going over to help. If Jiu Tian went over to help now, Mu Tianling would feel ashamed instead.
Jiu Tian nodded and looked at Mu Tianling.
Mu Tianling took a step back. "Fei Tianhu, Silver Winged Sky Dragon, you guys go in.
The Nine Flying Swords stopped in front of Mu Tianling and formed a circle wheel, facing the three of them.
"Boom …" Six streams of energy shot towards Mu Tianling like six missiles. The six streams of light converged together and transformed into a powerful energy.
The strong impact and the strong light forced some of the cultivators around the arena back.
"Bang …" "Bang, bang, bang …"
The sound of explosions came from the arena as all of the rocks and dust in the arena flew up into the sky.
"Swish …" "Bang!" A figure emerged from the mushroom like dust.
The dust dispersed, and the light shone onto the figure, allowing everyone to see him clearly. The white circular shield behind him, the golden battle boots and armors under his feet, were extremely dazzling, he wore a gold long robe and floated in the air along with the wind. Dressed in armor, his handsome face made Mu Tianling appear even more handsome.